And for the time he knowth no wyht,[705]

That he ne wot so moche as this,

What maner thing himselven is,

Or he be man, or he be beste.

That holde I riht a sori feste,

Whan he that reson understod

So soudeinliche is woxe wod, 50

Or elles lich the dede man,

Which nouther go ne speke can.

Thus ofte he is to bedde broght,